JISSO
"And the winner of Best Group of the Year is—" the MC smiled, looking down at the name written on the silver envelope. He glanced up at the crowd, his smile deepening. "AURORA!"
"No way!" Seo Jun blurted, and I felt a strong grip on my shoulder pulling me up. Fans screamed frantically, lights waving wildly everywhere as I was dragged along to the stage. I glanced down at my shoulder and saw the big smile on Seo Jun's face as he pushed me carefully through the chairs.
We got it?
I couldn't believe it. My head turned to where Minjae was, and holy shit, his face was as shocked as I was, but it quickly disappeared and was replaced with anger. He glanced at his teammates and said something to them, and the others facepalmed.
"Jisso, stop spacing out." Taemin's cold voice sounded in my ears, and I snapped out of my daze to look at him. His cold eyes glanced down at me, and I noticed he was already up on the podium while I was still on the floor. I quickly followed after him, and soon we were standing before the MC.
"Congratulations." He shook Taemin's hand while giving him the award.
Holy shit. We really got it.
My teeth sank into my lips as I struggled to stop the scream that wanted to erupt from my throat. The MC stepped back, giving us the space we needed. We lined up according to our arrangement, while Taemin stood in front of the mic, giving his speech.
Camera flashes went off rapidly as he spoke, and I did my best to stay focused. This was the moment I've been waiting for, I can't let something else get inside my head.
Who knows when I'll ever be in this position again?
"…we thank the fans for being with us and never giving up on us. You all are family and the main reason why we are in this position. We could have never done it without you." Taemin's words filled my ears, and inwardly, I was impressed by how smooth he was.
It felt as though he had practiced this, knowing very well that we would win. He stepped back to join us, and in unison, we bowed to the crowd.
"AURORA! AURORA! AURORA!"
Their screams filled my ears, and my eyes blurred with tears. I quickly wiped them off before they could ruin my makeup. We straightened up before leaving the podium, waving at everyone as we made our way back to our seats.
My eyes went to the award one last time, my heart thumping in my ears, but at that moment, I felt a gaze on me and turned my attention to where Minjae was. Unsurprisingly, he was glaring at me, and at the award in Taemin's hands.
Looks like someone's pissed.
A devilish idea curled in my mind, but I stopped myself from doing anything, knowing fully well the cameras were on us.
"Next is the Song of the Year award," the MC said, and I shifted my attention to him. We already knew we wouldn't be getting this one, because…
The nominees appeared on the screen, and as expected, NOVA was among them while ours wasn't. My hands clenched tightly on my lap as I stared at the screen.
"The SOTY award goes to NOVA for their song 'Thunder," the MC announced, and my jaw dropped.
The hell?!
That wasn't even their best song.
My eyes went to Minjae, and he was even more pissed. Seeing his jaw locked in anger, and the vein on his neck standing out, satisfied me in the best way imaginable.
They made their way to the podium and took the award, before their leader gave their speech.
. . . .
Hours later ~
We slipped through the secret exit and managed to get past the paparazzi waiting outside for us.
"God, I'm so tired." I yawned, stretching my hand. My eyes went to Seo Jun, and I noticed him scrolling through his phone, biting his thumbnail.
He only did that when he was nervous about something.
"What's wrong?" A frown settled on my face, and he looked up briefly at me before returning to his phone.
"Nothing much," he said, scrolling frantically. "I thought an article would be up by now. I mean, we won the Best Group award for this year. Shouldn't there be articles—"
"Jun, the event ended 10 minutes ago. It would be strange if there were already articles about it. Let's just wait a few hours." I smiled.
"Ugh, you're right." He set down his phone, covering his face.
I shook my head at this and glanced at Taemin, but he wasn't there.
"Did Taemin not get into the car with us? Where did he go?" I asked, looking around.
"Oh? Someone came to ask for him. He said he would join us after sorting something out." Hyunsuk's voice came from behind me, and I glanced over my shoulder to see him sitting with a pillow behind his head.
"Um… okay."
Well, that's strange.
I rubbed the back of my neck to ease the throbbing pain before closing my eyes to take a short nap.
"We are here." Seo Jun's voice sounded in my head, followed by a rough shake that woke me up. "Wake up, Jisso."
"Ugh!" I groaned softly before getting out of the car. My gaze swept around, and I saw we were at the company.
Some staff came over to us, and we were led to the CEO's office. However, he wasn't there. His secretary told us he was in a meeting and would get back to us tomorrow.
"I guess it's goodnight then." I yawned.
"Yeah, my body is so sore, and I have a music class tomorrow morning," Wonjae grumbled, already leaving the company.
Seo Jun tapped my shoulder lightly before leaving with him. I sighed softly, staring at the CEO's office.
"I wanted to discuss my contract with him," I muttered sadly before turning to leave. However, just as I was about to take a few steps forward, I felt something trickle down my nose and pressed my finger against it before taking a look.
Fuck, is that blood?
My gaze swept around frantically for a tissue, but there was nothing. A staff member had taken my bag.
I quickly ran to the bathroom and unlocked the door, my eyes scanning the place frantically, and without hesitation, I rushed to the sink and grabbed it, but before I could turn it on, a loud slam came from one of the bathroom stalls, startling me.
"Ah… Mmm… please!"
Taemin?
I stared at my reflection in shock before turning my head toward the stall the sound was coming from.
"Oh! My ass… I-it's too… big!"
Rough slamming echoed behind the door, followed by Taemin's weak pleading. I quickly ran to it, wondering if someone was beating the hell out of him.
Thank God I wasn't the only one who found him irritating.
I gently pushed the door and peeked through the gap, but the scene I saw left my mouth wide open.
Taemin's face was pressed tightly against the mirror by a strong man's palm, who was fucking him from behind. In between his legs was a machine sucking on his dick, the loud humming filling the air.
The man grunted, slamming heavily into Taemin, and his eyes rolled back into his skull, drool slipping from his mouth.
His hands were locked behind his back. The man leaned forward and sucked on his ear. He must have bitten it, because Taemin winced in pain.
"You did well today, my love. I couldn't be prouder of you."
Wait… was that CEO Sungho?!
"T-thank you, master." Taemin moaned softly, his face flushed pink. CEO Sungho grunted, slamming one last time, his body tensing, and I assumed he was cumming.
Taemin's legs shook frantically, the machine sucking hard on his cock, and he came too, the liquid spurting onto the floor in messy jets.
My legs locked tightly together as my cock throbbed painfully in my trousers. I watched as CEO Sungho tried to pull out of Taemin, but his cock was too thick, the girth locking him in place inside Taemin's clenching ass.
Sungho growled low, gripping Taemin's hips harder, his muscles straining as he tugged back slowly. Taemin's face remained smashed against the mirror, his cheek flattening under the pressure of Sungho's hand, his breath fogging the glass in ragged bursts.
Each inch Sungho managed to withdraw made Taemin's hole grip tighter, the stretched rim bulging around the veiny length with cum and lube that dribbled down Taemin's thighs.
"F-fuck, you're so tight, my love," Sungho muttered through gritted teeth, rocking his hips gently, but it only dragged more moans from Taemin.
As Sungho finally yanked free with a wet pop, Taemin's ass gaped for a second, cum oozing out in a thick stream, and his cock erupted again under the machine's relentless suction—more spurts of cum shooting across the tiles, his body shuddering violently, face sliding slightly against the mirror from the force of his orgasm.
Sungho's heavy cock, still rock-hard, slapped against his thigh with a thud. It was really… big.
God, what did I just witness?
Right at that moment, I felt the door behind me open, and Seo Jun's voice followed.
"Jisso, we are waiting for you… huh?" I turned quickly, my heart racing frantically. A confused expression appeared on his face. "What are you doing he—"